The mountain demon sneered and waved his fan at the old demon Caiwei.
Suddenly, an extremely blazing crimson flame, like a sea of fire, swept over.
In an instant, the weapons were melted by the raging flames, turning into a pool of molten iron that fell to the ground, splashing up bursts of scorching smoke.
"The Universe Fan!"
Caiwei the Old Demon exclaimed in surprise.
He never expected that the Qiankun Fan could melt his weapon so easily; it had never done that before.
It seems that the mountain demon's strength has increased considerably over the years!
"This City of the Wrongfully Dead belongs to me, and no one can take it away from me!"
Not wanting to be left out, the old demon ghost beside him activated his magic, and a cloud of black energy suddenly rose up, with a deep red light flashing within it.
In an instant, a strong gust of cold wind arose, and the ghostly aura intensified.
With a whoosh, a bright red light shone, and a foul stench rose from mid-air as a two-zhang-long black banner was slowly raised.
The wailing grew increasingly mournful, as if countless vengeful spirits were crying out in the night, interspersed with the faint sound of bones cracking, a truly terrifying sound.
A black banner spun rapidly around the mountain demon and the herb-gathering demon.
Then, one black banner became two, two became four, and four became eight.
In an instant, sixty-four black banners appeared, completely surrounding the Mountain Demon and the Weed-Gathering Demon.
"You fat bastard, you stinking monkey, prepare to die!"
With a fierce shout from the old demon, two hideous ghost faces suddenly appeared on all the black banners. One was a bull's head, and the other was a horse's face, with sharp teeth and fangs, which were extremely terrifying.
Amidst a series of cracking sounds from bones, the Ox-Head and Horse-Face suddenly opened their eyes, roared, and materialized, bursting out of the banner with an extremely sinister aura.
The bull-headed demon, holding a soul-snatching fork, and the horse-faced demon, holding a life-snatching rope, charged towards the mountain demon and the herb-gathering demon.
"Soul-Binding Banner!"
The mountain demon and the herb-picking demon exclaimed in unison.
They all knew that the Soul-Binding Banner was originally the magic weapon of the Celestial Master Zhong Kui. Now that Zhong Kui had been imprisoned by the Great Sage Tongtian, the Soul-Binding Banner naturally fell into the hands of the Great Sage Tongtian.
This Soul-Binding Banner is extremely powerful; once activated, it can capture the soul of any living being.
Even the mountain demon and the herb-gathering demon were somewhat afraid of it.
No one knows what tricks the Demon King used, but the Great Sage Equal to Heaven actually gave the Soul-Binding Banner to the Demon King!
"You stinky monkey, that scorpion is too insidious; it actually tried to kill both of us."
"Right now, we must put aside our past grievances and work together to deal with this venomous scorpion, or we will all die at its hands!"
As Caiwei the Old Demon unleashed the weapons from her belly to shoot down the charging Ox-Head and Horse-Face demons, she panted and shouted at the Mountain Demon.
"Alright, let's join forces and take down this poisonous scorpion!"
At this moment, the old mountain demon's face was extremely ugly.
He discovered that these ox-headed and horse-faced demons were impossible to kill completely. For every one he killed, another would rush out from the black banner; for every pair he killed, two more would rush out, and so on, endlessly, making it impossible to kill them all.
As expected of the Soul-Binding Banner, it is indeed very powerful!
The mountain demon's Qiankun Fan, when fanned to the left, unleashed a raging flame, and when fanned to the right, unleashed countless ghostly blue ice arrows.
Despite the incredible power of the Qiankun Fan, it pales in comparison to the far more powerful Soul-Binding Banner.
Only when the old demon Caiwei and the old demon Shanxiao joined forces could they barely withstand the attack of the Soul-Binding Banner.
"Hehehe..."
"You fat bastards, you stinking monkeys, you're going to die!"
The old demon of the gluttonous ghost let out a smug, eerie laugh. Its venomous tail, the Poisonous Stump, jutted out and sprayed a stream of foul-smelling black venom at the old demons of Caiwei and the mountain demon.
"Oh no, it's scorpion venom! Get out of the way!"
The mountain demon and the herb-picking demon were terrified and immediately hid.
Just then, a shrill scream suddenly rang out.
In an instant, all the ox-headed and horse-faced demons that had rushed out of the Soul-Binding Banner returned to the banner.
The sixty-four soul-binding banners stopped spinning and transformed into a single soul-binding banner, which fell to the ground with a thud.
The Mountain Demon and the Weaver Girl Demon looked at each other in dismay, only to find that the Ghost Demon had a long spear emitting a blue light stuck in his back and lay in a pool of blood.
The next moment, to their horror, the body of the old demon ghost began to wither at a visible speed, quickly turning into a dried-up dead scorpion.
Only then did they realize that there was a group of people here, led by a young man dressed in white.
That was Li Yao!
"This...this..."
The Mountain Demon and the Weaver Girl exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.
They looked at Li Yao and his group, and asked in confusion, "Who...who are you people?"
Have you ever heard the story of the snipe and the clam fighting, and the fisherman reaping the benefits?
"I am that fisherman!"
Li Yao smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed the Soul-Binding Banner from the ground, storing it in his spatial storage, then copied it and disassembled it.
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Chapter 441 No Answer, No Death
"Hey kid, stop playing tricks and tell me who you are."
The old demon Caiwei, whose chest and abdomen were covered with many navels, shouted impatiently.
"Oh dear, this old man is so shameless, he's not wearing any clothes!"
"And he has so many belly buttons on his body, it's terrifying!"
"..."
When Nie Xiaoqian and the other female ghosts saw that Caiwei the Old Demon was bare-chested and had a belly exposed, and discovered that Caiwei the Old Demon's body was covered with countless navels, they either turned their heads away shyly or were startled.
Xiao Bai said curiously, "The monsters in this world are really strange and wonderful. There are even monsters with so many navels."
Li Yao smiled slightly and said, "Otherwise, why would you be called a monster? Don't forget, you are also a monster, just a beautiful one."
Xiao Bai rolled her eyes at Li Yao and said quietly, "I haven't been a monster for many years!"
Li Yao was taken aback.
This sentence sounds so familiar!
When Caiwei the Old Demon saw that none of Li Yao's group paid attention to his question, and that they were even focusing their attention on his navel, he was so angry that he trembled all over and flew into a rage.
He immediately flew into a rage and said, "How dare you disregard me like this? Do you think I don't exist?"
At this moment, the wolf demon stepped forward, pointed respectfully at Li Yao, and said arrogantly, "Old demon Caiwei, how dare you be so presumptuous! This is my king, whose magical power is boundless. Why don't you kneel down and surrender immediately!"
In order to impress Li Yao and leave a good impression, the wolf demon praised Li Yao lavishly in order to save his own life.
Of course, he followed Li Yao all the way and witnessed Li Yao's amazing methods firsthand.
Therefore, his words of praise were also his heartfelt words.
"Your Majesty?"
"Him? He dares to call himself a king?"
"Hahaha... This is utterly ridiculous! A mere human dares to dream of becoming a king? And expects me to kneel and surrender? How laughable!"
Caiwei the Old Demon, with her round belly sticking out, laughed so hard she bent over backwards, her whole body of fat trembling violently.
"Old man, you've been stupid your whole life, but you've finally said something right today!"
The mountain demon standing to the side glanced at Li Yao with disdain and a sneer on his face.
Although Li Yao had just killed the old demon with a single shot, it was because Li Yao took advantage of the old demon's lack of vigilance that he killed him.
Therefore, he didn't think Li Yao was that great!
"Old Demon Caiwei, Old Demon Shanxiao, I'm afraid you don't know yet, Old Demon Heishan, Old Demon Wangchuan, and Old Demon Huapi have all died at the hands of my Great King!"
"Therefore, I advise you to kneel down and surrender quickly, lest you die in vain!"
The wolf demon said smugly.
"What?"
"He killed that old man from Black Mountain?"
"He also killed the Old Woman of the River of Oblivion and the Painted Skin Ghost?"
The old demon Caiwei and the old demon Shanxiao exchanged a glance, then looked at Li Yao with disbelief in their eyes.
"The King of Wangchuan is dead?"
"The King of Painted Skin is dead too?"
"Was the Black Mountain King killed by that young man?"
"How is that possible?"
"Don't listen to the wolf demon's nonsense, he's definitely talking gibberish!"
"..."
Upon hearing the wolf demon's words, the other ghost soldiers and generals who were engaged in a chaotic battle all stopped fighting and began to discuss among themselves.
Some were shocked, some disbelieving, some curious... and so on.
Caiwei Old Demon shook her head repeatedly and exclaimed, "Impossible! Black Mountain Old Guy and Wangchuan Old Granny both have thousands of years of cultivation, and Painted Skin Old Ghost has the Meng Po Bowl and the Mirror of Retribution in his hands. How could a mere human cultivator possibly kill them?"